Funerall Elegy 3. (Ralph Knevet Poems)
When Hils, and Valleys, wrap't in sheets of snow, Did pennance for their summer luxury, And Winter old unto the world did ...
Poems about drosse (18 Poems)
A Gallery To The Temple. The Sute (Ralph Knevet Poems)
Lord winnowe mee from the vile dust Of vaine desires: Refine mee from my drosse, and rust, In gentle fires, Let mee not perish ...
In praise of the contented minde (Humfrey Gifford Poems)
If all the ioyes that worldly wightes possesse,Were throughly scand, and pondred in their kindes,No man of wit, but iustly ...
A Gallery To The Temple. Vivacitye (Ralph Knevet Poems)
When Phoebus is ascendent in the morne, With the old Archer, or cold Capricorne, The world remaines forlorne: The Birds, are then as ...
To Mr. William Poston Of Paston (Ralph Knevet Poems)
(Yong hopefull sprigge) that art borne to inherit Abundant wealth (if thou dost not preferre it Before the freedome) know that thy ...
45 (Mary Wroth Poems)
If I were given to mirth, 'twould be more crosse,Thus to be robbed of my chiefest joy:But silently I beare ...
Lines On A Portrait Of Donne In His Eighteenth Year (Izaak Walton Poems)
This was for youth, Strength, Mirth, and wit that Time Most count their golden Age; but t'was not thine. Thine was thy ...
Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto X (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE VANITIE OF THE VVORLD. The Abnegation.ARGUMENT. What's potent Opulencie? What's remiss Voluptuousness? World, what's All This, To That the ...
Theophila Or Loves Sacrifice. Canto I (Edward Benlowes Poems)
THE PRELIBATION To the SACRIFICE.ARGUMENT. Spes alit occiduas qui Sublunaribus haeret; Rivales JESUS non in Amore sinit. Quid mihi non ...
An Hymne In Honour Of Beautie (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Ah! whither, Love! wilt thou now carry mee?What wontlesse fury dost thou now inspireInto my feeble breast, too full of ...
An Hymne of Heavenly Love (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Love, lift me up upon thy golden wingsFrom this base world unto thy heavens hight,Where I may see those admirable ...
An Hymne In Honour Of Love (Edmund Spenser Poems)
Love, that long since hast to thy mighty powrePerforce subdude my poor captived hart,And raging now therein with restlesse stowre,Doest ...
XII: Epistle To Elizabeth Countesse Of Rutland (Ben Jonson Poems)
Madame,VVhil'st that, for which all vertue now is sold, And almost every vice, almightie gold,That which, to boote with hell, ...
Businesse (George Herbert Poems)
Canst be idle? canst thou play, Foolish soul who sinn'd to-day?Rivers ...
The Burning Of Paules (Anonymous Olde English Poems)
Lament eche one the blazing fire That downe from heaven came,And burnt S. Powles his lofty spyre With ...
Avarice (George Herbert Poems)
Money, thou bane of blisse, and source of wo, Whence com'st thou, that thou art so fresh and fine? ...
Sonnet XXVII (Edmund Spenser Poems)
FAire proud now tell me why should faire be proud; Sith all worlds glorie is but drosse vncleane: and in ...
To Mr. Vaughan, Silurist on His Poems (Katherine Philips Poems)
Had I ador'd the multitude, and thence Got an antipathy to wit and sence, And hug'd that fate, in hope ...